Vixen.
Vixen. Look @ Her Go, As Her Favorite DJ Works The Wheels Of Steel.
Real. Vixen, Is 4 Real. I've Known Her All My Life.
Laugh, When I Tell U How Great She Is. Lord, I Want Her So.
Below Zero, It Is, Without Her.
Her. This Crush I've Always Had On Her Is Something.
Nothing Has Compared 2 Her. Darling After Darling Has Never Amounted 2 Her Starling.
Startling?
Staring @ Her Intensely Utter Beauty Reinforces Personal Meaning Of Her Dazzling.
Hurting, Without U, My Vixen.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: March 8th, 2023 17:00
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Have Fun, Kindest Compatriots.
- Category: Love
- Views: 4
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